Chapter 141. Nightmare again
Reo Carter’s chest moved steadily as he slept soundly in his high-rise apartment.
With a playful smirk on her lips, Chloe leaned on one elbow next to him, her brown hair cascading over her shoulder. As she traced his face, she was astounded that the murderer she knew could appear so vulnerable and human.
She reached out, her fingers lightly brushing his ear, teasing just enough to test him.
She assumed he would sleep through it, but Reo’s hand sprang up and quickly grabbed her wrist. His voice was rough but tinged with fake annoyance, and his crimson eyes opened slightly, glinting in the dim light. "Chloe, please let me sleep for once."
Her laughter was warm and quiet in the room. She moved closer until her breath warmed his cheek, teasing, "I touched your ear and you woke from a dead sleep just because."
"You’re hopeless at resting. Should I knock you out for real?" She surprised him by leaning in and kissing him slowly and softly before he could respond. His hand moved to the back of her neck, bringing her closer.
After a moment, she pulled back, resting her head on his chest, her fingers tracing small patterns on his skin. The steady beat of his heart grounded her.
She tilted her face up and spoke in a light-hearted but inquisitive tone as an intriguing thought suddenly occurred to her. "As shown in movies, do hitmen actually hide firearms throughout the house?"
With his fingers idly stroking her hair, he said in a dry yet warm tone, "You’ve been watching too many thrillers."